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Original CharactersKaylie: Norman and Caroline's new baby daughter, born ten days prior to May's hospitalizationMark: Drew's father [made-up, obviously], forty-three, gym leader in the Achamo Islands, married to ShannonShannon: Drew's mother [made-up, obviously], thirty-nine, gym leader in the Achamo Islands, married to MarkAndy: Fifteen year old Coordinator May meets on the road, brother of Kyle, falls in love with May, hometown is Vermillion CityKyle: Andy's twin brother, fifteen year old Coordinator May meets, falls in love with May, hometown is Vermillion

Shippings

Main Character ShippingsContestshipping: Very slight and short, cut off due to the accidentPokeshipping: One-sided and so slight I might as well not mention itAdvanceshipping: Main shipping, as Ash becomes May's main source of comfort

Original Character ShippingsMark x Shannon: There the whole time [becuz they're married]Andy x May: One-sided and slightKyle x May: One-sided and slight, cause of strife between the twins

Concepts

Some of the concepts in this fic are considered "adult", and maybe even "teen", because some younger people wouldn't really understand it that well.

Throughout this fic I'll be asking you a few questions or so, so here's the first one.

What type of character would you like to see enter this fic? [Original character, personality & descrip]

Now, ON WITH THE SHOW!

Save Me
Contestshipping / Advanceshipping
PG-13
Pages on Word: 3 Ľ

Chapter One

As the wind howled through the deepest reaches of the night, a young girl was searching for shelter, shivering violently as the cold seeped into her very essence. The zephyrs whipped her long chestnut hair around into her cobalt eyes, and snow pelted her thin, travel-worn clothes- a white skirt over black bicycle shorts, a red and black zip-up T-shirt, and ratty sneakers. The blizzard had hit her unexpectedly. As she collapsed, she screamed. The cold bit into her, waiting to consume her.

“Please… Drew…” She choked out past her nerve-wracking sobs. Tears stung her eyes, and as unconsciousness gripped her, her scream reverberated through the raging flurries of the night.

***

He glanced up from the fire in front of him. His chartreuse hair obscured his piercing emerald eyes, which were surveying the area around him. He could have sworn he heard someone scream. Then it hit him. May was in danger. He leapt up and ran from his camp, straight into blinding snow flurries.

“May…” The thought of the girl he loved forced him to keep going, little cold biting through his blue jeans, black long-sleeved T-shirt, and short-sleeved purple over-jacket. No noise could be heard in the forest now. It was deathly silent. And then he tripped, sprawling headlong into the snow. He stood again, only to stumble back down as his knees gave out.

“May… I never got the chance…” He murmured, “To tell you, I love…” His voice trailed off as he fell headfirst into the black void of certain death.

***

Blinding white light seared through May. Was this what it was like to die? If it was, it was quite nice. Warmth was returning to her limbs. A head with black hair swam in the light, speaking her name. She tried to move, but it felt like she was stuck in quicksand. She tried to call out, but her voice was lost among the hum of angels.

***

“May…” Drew muttered, opening his eyes. Everything around him was pure white, and machines were beeping consistently.

“Save me, Drew…” Her voice echoed through his very essence. Where was he? He sat up and saw all the various machines around him and another person. Drew gasped when he saw who it was.

“May!” Drew cried, jumping out of the bed and over to the girl’s side. He reached out his hand to touch her, but his hand went right through her arm.

“What’s happening?” Drew yelled, as a machine flatlined. A doctor rushed in, yelling over his shoulder,

“Get a resuscitation team! We’re losing him!”

“Losing who?” Drew asked, but the doctor either didn’t hear him or was ignoring him. He moved out of the doctor’s way. Then he caught a glimpse of the boy on the bed. The green hair fell limply over closed eyelids. His closed eyelids.

“Come on, keep trying, we aren’t losing him like this!” The first doctor issued orders as an orderly pounded the things on Drew’s chest. Ten minutes later, the doctors pronounced Drew dead.

“But I’m not dead! I’m right here!” Drew yelled, but to no avail.

“They can’t hear you. I’ve been trying for years.” A kind voice said. Drew turned and saw a girl about his age standing there. Her long golden hair shone like sunshine on her back, and her large amber eyes stared at him, unblinking. She wore a simple but elegant midnight blue dress. Her feet were bare.

“What happened to me, Katie?” Drew asked. The girl looked familiar, as if from some distant dream.

“You were out in the cold too long. They found you sprawled on top of the girl. You kept her alive, but it cost you your life.” Katie told him, a distant, dreamy look in her eyes. Drew sat on the edge of May’s bed with a sigh.

“Is there any way you can go back into your body?” Drew questioned.

“Yes and no.” Katie answered, “Yes, because you can, no, because if you do, you will have no life. You will be dead.”

“You are in what mortals call the “Great In-Between”, psychics the “limbo”, pessimists “hell”, and believers “heaven”. There is no real name for it. No live person can see us. Only other people that have died and your… your… well, there is no real name for it. But we dead people call it the “Stalker”, for that is what it does. It comes when you least expect it, and it keeps you bound to this earth. Another name for the Stalker is “Fear”, for that is what it brings. There is no way to escape it, except to face it. It sees all, it knows all. And it comes to destroy.” Katie answered him, frowning.

“I was only sixteen…” Drew whispered, tears stinging his eyes.

“I was fourteen, but what does age matter now?” Katie told him, smiling grimly.

“What made you so wise?” Drew asked.

“If you had been around like this for a thousand years, you pick up on some things.” Katie answered. They both sat content silence, observing each other.

“You did a brave thing, saving her like you did.” Katie praised him, a true smile radiating from her face.

“I didn’t… I tripped, and I guess I landed on her… I really didn’t do anything…” Drew said, blushing furiously.

“You really love her, don’t you?” Katie asked, smirking. All Drew could do was nod. He reached out with two fingers on his right hand and touched May’s eyelids gently. Then he found himself in a new place entirely.

***

There was a large green field, and standing a few inches in front of him was May, staring into the distance.

“Oh, Drew…” She whispered. Drew placed a hand on her shoulder, and she jumped and spun around. Shock was in her eyes.

“May…” Drew whispered, pulling her into his arms.

“Drew… where are we?” The girl asked, leaning her head on his chest.

“I don’t know. A dream, because… I don’t know how to say this, so I just will- I- I died.” Stunned silence followed that statement. Silent tears gushed down May’s face as her sadness and agony permeated her being.

“No… please, no!” May screamed, pounding her fists on Drew’s chest. He took the blows without flinching or drawing away. Maybe he deserved it. He probably did.

“Shhh, May. I love you.” Drew murmured, kissing her lightly. May’s eyes widened, but she returned the kiss. Fire danced between them as they kissed passionately, hands roaming. Eyes squeezed tightly shut, May wished this bliss would never end. But all good things have to end some time. May found herself pressed against Drew. He was hugging her tightly, wishing he didn’t have to let go ever again.

“I love you.” Drew said softly, “Please don’t mourn for me, Move on with your life.” Kissing her one last time, he left.

“I love you too…” May whispered, knowing that Drew was gone. Forever.

*******

So… what do you think?

I got this idea some time ago, and voila! Here it is!

Wellpz, hope you like it!

~MK

My friend [she doesn't have an account yet] suggested I put an FAQ down here, as to get some questions out of the way. She posed the first question... that lame-o.

FAQ [started on 1/6/06]
Why did you write this fic like you did?I wrote this fic like I did because I felt like these concepts are hardly ever covered in most fics.

Excellent, it was kind of sad though, Drew died. Wow there are a lot of deaths in the shipping sections But, I like how this story is included, and I would most definitely want to be in the PM List This is great, and I want to read more of it!

I must confess that I cried. It was a very sad story. I think I am going to cry again. I did. Poor Drew, poor May.

I cried writing it. = [ But meh.. idk. Would you like to be on the PM list?

Originally Posted by MistyLover

Excellent, it was kind of sad though, Drew died. Wow there are a lot of deaths in the shipping sections But, I like how this story is included, and I would most definitely want to be in the PM List This is great, and I want to read more of it!

YOU KILLED DREW!!! ...Wait a second...something isn't right here... *reads again* OMG! Has the world come to an end?! Mudkip has finally decided to use the English!!! This is extremly good. DON'T KILL DREW!!! >_< XD Add me to the PM list por favor.

YOU KILLED DREW!!! ...Wait a second...something isn't right here... *reads again* OMG! Has the world come to an end?! Mudkip has finally decided to use the English!!! This is extremly good. DON'T KILL DREW!!! >_< XD Add me to the PM list por favor.

Yep. English. My Japanese kick has ended! *happy dance* Yep, I killed Drew. That arrogant jerk deserved it, after all the times he comes out victorious. But I still love the green-haired guy.

how can there be another chaptah, if the hero is...well...dead
unless you kill May, and then Ash

or you do something sweet, like ghosts tormenting the living...yeaaaah...now I see it...mouahaaahhahaaaa (my trademark french speaking evil laugh...)
anywayz, I'll be waiting for the next part...just out of curiosity

as usual, don't need to burden you with another PM, I'm allways here ^_^

how can there be another chaptah, if the hero is...well...dead
unless you kill May, and then Ash

or you do something sweet, like ghosts tormenting the living...yeaaaah...now I see it...mouahaaahhahaaaa (my trademark french speaking evil laugh...)
anywayz, I'll be waiting for the next part...just out of curiosity

as usual, don't need to burden you with another PM, I'm allways here ^_^

This is mainly an Advanceshipping, so, uh, yeah. :] and... Drew's not the hero. *ASH COMES TO THE RESCUE FOR ONCE* lol.